Night is the secret place in everyone.

A moth is a mysterious thing. You can clip its wings but you'll never discover its secret.

The people who enlighten us are the ones who tell us their secrets.

We love those whom we can confide in.

The unsaid rules every conversation.

The darkness is hiding nothing; that's its secret.

The things that happen in the night are hidden even from the night.

Every bush has a secret its not telling.

Nothing stinks like a pile of secrets.